Reborn: I'll Never Fail My Childhood Sweetheart Again-Chapter 246 - 110: Provoking Public Outrage, the Literary Guy Gets Beaten Up!

The public classroom at the Finance Institute, where the Literature Club meets.

Su Zelin was surrounded by a group of literary girls, enjoying the privilege of being the center of attention.

Ever since he boasted a few times at the Literature Club meetings, he became the most popular guy in the club. His popularity made the other male members envious, wishing they were as good at bragging as he was.

However, since he became the manager of a digital store, Su Zelin missed several meetings. The literary girls missed the rascal, and seeing his return today naturally brought them great joy.

A few young girls were chatting about youth and first love, which is a favorite topic among literary youths.

The rascal pretended to listen attentively, but his attention was actually on Ding Linna beside him.

In the past couple of days, the weather in Lin'an had warmed up. Nanaz ditched her down jacket for a long dark wool coat, paired with an olive green sweater, looking like a mysterious and enchanting female spy in the night.

Ordinary girls couldn't pull off such a dark coat, but Nanaz had a tall figure and strong presence, making the combination uniquely stylish.

Her slender, straight legs, like compasses, were restlessly moving under the table, occasionally "colliding" with Su Zelin.

Even through the sheer tights, he could feel the amazing elasticity of her legs, distracting the rascal even more.

Nanaz casually chatted and laughed with the other literary girls, seemingly unaware.

There is a saying that goes.

For women, shallow men look at the chest, vulgar men look at the hips, savvy men look at the waist, and connoisseurs look at the legs.

Legs are the pillar of female charm. Women with slim and well-proportioned legs are graceful and elegant, instantly capturing male attention.

If such a woman also practices yoga, oh, it's simply exhilarating~~

Su Zelin was a connoisseur.

In his past life, his women were all quite tall, none below 1.65 meters, with great leg proportions.

Even for a picky rascal like him, he couldn't find any fault with Nanaz's legs.

No, no, the rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its burrow!

I'm the class president of Finance Management Class One, at most I can be a woman's committee director!

The rascal forced himself to refocus his attention on the conversation among the literary girls.

"Su Zelin, what do you think youth is?"

Just then, a literary girl, finding him too quiet today, couldn't help but ask.

Su Zelin casually replied, "To me, youth is the stacks of novels and comics placed at the bedside, filled with passion, tenderness, and soul-stirring moments."

"It's also the locked diary in the drawer, recording joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, bitterness, spiciness, sour, and sweetness!"

"And the little poems on the copybook, either joyful or sorrowful, chanted loudly when happy, tearful when down!"

"We are full of expectations for the future, struggling to shed immaturity, breaking out of our cocoon like butterflies, becoming mature and beautiful."

"Youth is short and brilliant, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, dazzling despite unable to escape its fate of falling, yet many will never forget how bright it once was!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the literary girls applauded enthusiastically.

"Wow, that was truly amazing, no wonder you're the one, Su Zelin!"

Even Nanaz's beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

At first, she thought Su Zelin was just bragging to impress the young girls.

But after listening more, she felt like she was being brainwashed, thinking the rascal had some depth.

"Su Zelin, then what do you think about life?"

Another literary girl asked, not quite satisfied yet.

"Life is like a cup of unsweetened coffee, slightly bitter while drinking, but leaving a persistent aftertaste; it's a journey, with struggles only you know and joys only you understand. Don't care too much about the destination; the scenery along the way and the mood to see the scenery are your greatest gains. It's also a bumpy and winding road, even if you fall again and again, you must get up and stick to your dreams. Remember, don't give up this second; hope might come the very next second!"

The rascal spoke as if it was nothing, giving the girls a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

Stuff like this was most common in the WeChat moments in his later life, especially loved by women.

Seeing it every day, Su Zelin, having a good memory, could easily make something up.

"Incredible, it really touched me, hit the depths of my soul!"

The literary girl was moved by this bowl of chicken soup.

"So... what about first love?"

Ding Linna couldn't help but ask.

She was a girl full of longing for romance, especially first love, wanting to hear Su Zelin's interpretation of first love.

This time, the rascal pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

"First love is like the feeling of riding a roller coaster for the first time, exciting and thrilling. When you ride it the second, third, and fourth time, it might still be exciting and thrilling, but you'll never find that unforgettable feeling of the first time again!"

On this matter, he had the right to speak, having experienced it himself, which was quite unforgettable.

"Also, remember to tighten your seatbelt and avoid crashing, or the consequences could be severe!"

Nanaz and the literary girls found it strange.

The words before made sense.

But what was the sudden line about not crashing at the end?

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Sitting not far behind, Di Sishao was green with envy and jealousy.

During the times Su Zelin didn't attend Literature Club, he could also dazzle the literary girls with his literary youth aura.